Panic, sadness. These feelings were full-on over Kayla’s appearance as she hurried out of her car and scooted into Anthony’s house, panting. Why did her nature decide to cause her pain tonight? The thought of having disobeyed Anthony and the consequences made a pool in her eyes. She was insanely afraid, flooded by her emotions. Of all the places she could have overslept, why Corey’s place?Running past the foyer, Kayla squelched as chills rushed through her spine, her eyes locked fearfully on Anthony. He sat on the couch, stroking Sledge’s back as Sledge laid on his legs. Her fear ebbed and pity replaced when her eyes fell on a vial on the floor. He was still on medication. For how long would the illness last? Would he ever get better? What illness was it?“You overstayed your time outside. Where have you been?” Anthony knew where she’d been. Her explanation would soothe him better. He’d been out of his temper from the moment Srymium told him that Kayla went to Corey’s house again. Th
It was dark and chilled as the wind graced the atmosphere. Night settled in. People hung around in the parking. Kayla could tell a great number of them were guests from the way they dressed. Stepping out of the car, nervousness like a gust of wind blew her over. She tried to conceal her feelings and avoid jumping out anxiously to people's sight.How would she stand and endure the death glares and mockeries of people who knew her wrongdoing and detested her? If she could survive it at KR anniversary, maybe she'd survive it here. Her attention was called when Anthony offered the crook of his hand to her. This time she didn't hesitate like she did during the anniversary. She looped her hand through his, rather feeling comfortable holding him.The hostess and host standing side by side of the ceremony room entrance, ushered them into the room where the birthday was taking place. Ates brothers had plenty of acquaintances. As a result, there were so many guests in the room. Just as expected
Kayla pulled over by the roadside. She was thoughtful and downcast, also exhausted. Her eyes locked ahead of her. She couldn't believe it. Everything she did at the restaurant with her family. Sam blew a gasket when she spilled that Anthony wouldn't attend. His anger protracted even after the match, when they retired to the restaurant. Her sisters hated Anthony failed to attend. They didn't only insult her, they accused her of browbeating Anthony. Meanwhile, Anthony was the one browbeating her. She tried to control her emotions, but rage she never invited barged in and she ended up destroying the items on the table. Unlike her, she threw a bottle at June's head.Such an outburst of anger was strange. She expected everything her sisters did at the restaurant. But to her surprise, she pulled out of control and did things that were diverse from her capability. Kayla leaned her head onto the steering wheel. For hurting June, for losing control, she felt terrible. What came over her?A lo
Clinton wasn't going to kill her in those dreams. He wasn't going to wreak vengeance on her. Instead, he was going to save her from an enemy attacking from behind her back. He was going to protect her. An unrestrained tear streamed down her face. This wasn't any dream, this was reality. She could tell her dreams apart from reality now. But how could Clinton be real when he was in a child form?Shock flashed across Kayla's face. Clinton turned into the candlelight eyes creature. The creature turned his back to her at first. Then he looked at her. Kayla's lips parted, questions flooding her mind as she was baffled and mystified. Clinton turned into the candlelight eyes creature, and the creature was… no.The memories collided in full blast, making her eyes go agape. A shaky pant left her as she stepped backwards in fear and disbelief. Everything was real. Nothing had been a dream from the start. Those mornings she woke up amnesiac… Anthony erased her memory. She remembered everything. S
Soft cries. Kayla's eyes were shut. She was unmoving in the bed. There was an intense pain in her head—a pain ten times the one she'd felt before. She felt unwell. Her fist clenched the duvet firmly. Was that a bed beneath her? Curious, she opened her eyes. It really was a bed. She was in her bedroom. How did she get here? Her face took a thoughtful quality. Driving home after her sisters her was all she recalled.Emotions, confusion, and questions raced in. As if the illness got kicked out by the piano song heard from the living room, she jerked out of bed to hurry to the living room but halted in the bedroom door, her hand hanging near the knob. ‘I’ll live for you’. That was she and Clinton's favorite song. It was a song only she and Clinton knew of. A song they hid from the world. How did Anthony get it?Unable to withstand the emotions that left her panting, shivering as tears built up in her eyes, she sagged to the floor and broke down in tears. No song that Anthony had played s
Kayla puffed out heavily, shutting her eyes. Dominic's house stood in an isolated place, in the middle of the woods. She'd taken Dominic's home address from Kiran. Her plan was to inquire about Anthony from Dominic. Her pride clung to her. Biting her lip, she breathed a curse. Melt her resolve and meet Dominic inside his house became a tough task. In truth, she didn't expect the best from Dominic.Counting down to a certain number in her mind, she exhaled to release practically all nervousness, then proceeded into the house. The house caretaker led her to the living room where Dominic was. Now she stood a few steps away, staring eye to eye with him. The smiley-god was giving her that big-ass smile.Dominic set down the magazine he'd been reading on the table. “My visitors don't stand.”Following his words, Kayla took a seat on a sofa by his right.“Anything you'll like to have?” Kayla shook her head. “I’m fine.”“Ci scusi,” he said to the caretaker. (Do excuse us.) The caretaker exit
It would be a casual day at work today. Kayla’s outfit screamed casual. Bathing herself with a sweet fragrance perfume in the dressing mirror, she took her car keys from the table and sailed off the room.Treading down the stairs, her steps faltered, effectively bringing her to a halt. She placed a hand over her face, her eyes closed. The world went into a spin as dizziness took over. Feeling a bit relieved, she sucked in a lungful of air and expelled it heavily. Putting a foot forward, the dizziness returned in full blast, sweeping her off her feet. She tumbled down the rest of the stairs.Kayla winced as she collided with the marble floor. For a moment, she lay there in pain, whimpering, her brow wrinkled. She wouldn’t lay there forever, would she? Every of her attempt to get up landed her back on the floor. Her whole body hurt. She crawled toward her holdall to reach it. Her attempt was interrupted when she didn’t only feel strong arms scooping her from the floor, but felt the ston
“To be honest, that night when I fought for Anthony—” Christian hissed with satisfaction, his eyes closed. “It was fun. But… someone murdered my excitement. Why the fuck was Corey fighting a battle his father brought upon Kayla?”“If I may guess. That's Corey's masterstroke of deception. I don't trust he's got good intentions in him,” Bo put in.“I look to kill him each night I go to release my beast and fight for Anthony. You should be looking to kill the bastard too, Anthony,” Jacob said.“I have my reasons for not rubbing him out. One reason is clearer than the others. Perhaps taking on Corey will cost so much of my health. So, I'm preserving my strength and health for Marcus instead. It's that simple.”Christian clicked his tongue sharply and shrugged. “Well, I support your reasons.”A vibration on the executive desk. Someone hit Anthony's line. It was the head event planners. She was asking to know the kind of cakes Kayla preferred. Why was the question his to answer? These days,
Three years later.A prolonged silence reigned in a bedroom. The silence had nearly grown beyond silence, but the sound of vacuum cleaners broke through the door as muffled sounds. Anthony lay shirtless in the bed. His eyes were closed as though he were asleep, his hand laying over Kayla's back. Kayla lay with her head and half of her torso on him. Her eyes were wide open. Unlike a shirtless Anthony, she had a gray nightshirt on.Kayla's mind couldn't go through so many thoughts and imaginations without her remembering the hot sex they had last night. It was hot—so hot and rough that she gulped down two bottles of chilled water and energy drinks after. Thank goodness their neighbors lived many blocks away, and their house was soundproofed. Their bedroom including. She and Anthony were glad the kids didn't interrupt, Eaven especially.It was seven in the morning, yet she and Anthony were stuck in the bed like heaven would fall if one of them had left the bedroom. “I went to the hospita
Already, everyone had risen to their feet. A wolf leaped at Marcus. Marcus flew up to the height of the wolf, and drilled his hands and claws into the wolf's torso, splitting the wolf into two. All wolves enraged, Wolan zoomed closer to make a swipe. Marcus leaned backward, his feet scraping the floor as he glided beneath Wolan. He grabbed Wolan’s leg from below, and twisted, wrenching a pained growl off him. Twisting one more time, he flung him to the wall harder, and Wolan broke the unbreakable wall. Dominic rolled over the floor, yelling in pain, holding his leg. Another wolf came at him. Marcus allowed the wolf to descend. Immediately the wolf descended, he took his hand up and penetrated the wolf's chest wall, pulling the wolf's heart out of him. The wolf whimpered and dropped dead, shifting back to a dead human form. Bo zoomed towards him. Marcus caught him in the air by the neck and snapped his neck, throwing him aside.Camlin stood up and tossed the spring-chained axe at him.
Marcus switched to his vampire form—a pale ash skin, visible veins poking out on the layer of his body, long fangs, pointy ears, dark eyes like midnight, a face like an animal, and longer claws. Kicking Anthony in the torso, he slashed the claws of his hands at him, slicing his throat and face, blood surging out of Anthony's wounds with pressure. Anthony bounced back and healed.Making another slash with the claws of his left hand, Anthony bent backward and let his hand swing past his face, then he sprang up to claw back at him but he leaned backward. Marcus stood upright and stabbed his claws into Anthony's stomach, pulled him closer with his claws in his stomach, and buried his fangs into his neck. Anthony growled in pain. Retracting his fangs and claws, he shoved Anthony aside by his neck.Anthony fell and changed back to his human form, convulsing, grunting, and groaning. Kayla heaved herself from the floor and ran up to him, holding him closer in her arms, while he struggled to h
The room quietened. The vampires dropped, yet everyone still squared up vigilantly, prepared for even the most sudden attack. Before their eyes, the throne chair turned its back to them and slowly turned again. Marcus appeared sitting on it with his hands on the armrest. His puckered brow emanated pure rage and vengeance. The sight of him only had everyone getting even more prepared. Marcus worked his eyes around for a while.“My empire. My soldiers. Everything that I spent every century of my life building, has crumbled before my eyes,” Marcus said. His tone was placid but pressured by existing rage. “Words can never express how angry I have become. But actions can.”The moment his chair turned, deep growls apart from the wolves’ resonated in the room. Not aware of where it came from, they looked around. Screeching, hisses, growls, and snarls clouded the atmosphere. It took a while before they grabbed the situation. The dead vampires were awakening again. The ones without complete bo
One of the elders lifted Catelyn from the floor and slammed her against the wall on the platform. The elder with fire radiating from his hands zoomed to the platform and unleashed the fire on her. Catelyn still on the floor, quickly put out her hand and blocked his fire. A hand wasn't enough, as his fire conquered hers, she added another hand.Fierce rumbles erupted from Jacob as he took a defense stance in his hybrid form, ready to take on an ascendant that was baring his fangs in front of him. The ascendant zoomed forward. Jacob met him midway and pulled his head off his body. An elder came behind Jacob's back and lifted him from the floor, trying to dismember him with telekinesis. Jacob growled in pain as the elder spread his limbs apart, pulling them from his torso. Unable to endure the energy and pain, he shifted back to his human form the second his hand fell off his body.Tally spotted Jacob. He growled with rage and zoomed toward the elder that was dismembering Jacob. Another
They looked up and saw Anthony passing the wall Marcus had passed through.Anthony appeared straight right in Marcus's main chamber through the wall. He wasn't sure he had seen anything so demonic as Marcus's throne. One could swoon at the sight of the red-eyed and fanged sculpted cobras serving as the armrests of the throne chair. Sadly, he wasn't intimidated by the creepy things in the room, not even by the people in the room.Approximately ten vampires in black hooded cloaks stood on the left, and twenty in scarlet hooded cloaks on the right. Anthony was certain of one thing… the black cloaks were elder vampires with powers, and the scarlet cloaks were ascendant vampires with powers that were unlike the ones he fought back there.He was here to send this ancient bozo with faded green eyes to where he belonged. The grave. With rage, vengeance, bravery, and readiness trapped in him, he stepped closer and stood a bit close to the middle of the vampires. “I knew you'll come.” Anthony
Anthony and Amber made it back into the building after fighting their way through. They were met with unusual changes when they stepped into the lobby. The whole place now seemed digitalized and modern, rather than an ordinary palace lobby.“Where are we?” Amber asked.Anthony continued strides and Amber followed. “This building is technical. A complicated great work of science. It changes form.”“So, you know where we're going? How do we know where Marcus is?” “Follow me.”Amber retrieved a pistol from his pocket and shot a newborn alighting from the stairs above ground and the newborn burst. Her light brown eyes bore into Anthony's. “Get your head in the game.” She was giving the pistol back when another vampire that had killed his opponent came at them. She spun around and shot the vampire. “I’ll keep this.”They continued further to the rolling staircase.Anthony and Amber stood before a wall that was sliding open. Both froze at the situation on sight. The place was large like a
Anthony continued further, lurching as he walked. He was hopeless, pained, and afraid, his eyes red with tears as he breathed shakily. His beast wouldn't stop growling in his head, clawing at him, so restless—the beast was enraged and pained as him.Marcus's scent was always there. He might go the wrong way if he followed it. But there were other scents on the path he walked. The scents he'd smelled in the chamber, along with Marcus's. A realization waltzed in, shooting him into motions. He could follow those scents to wherever they took his mate to.With haste and fury, Anthony walked from one hallway to another and entered four different elevators that lead to different floors, paving his way with the solar lamp and pistols he used to knock down the vampires that crossed his path.Anthony was met with ten soldiers in gas masks right in the passage where the scents took him. He stood many feet from the vampires, staring at them, getting himself prepared. He was confident that Kayla w
Anthony remained in a stance, a foot, a knee, and palms on the earth, his glowing eyes surveying his surrounding. Newborn vampires. Fledglings. They were everywhere around. They were aiming his way. He could smell them, their courage, confidence, and their readiness. He even smelled their deaths. Both far and near, he heard every single sound they made. His right ear twitched. There were two vampires on different trees in his vicinity, fifteen coming at him. They were two hundred in the forest right then, but only a few were after him.The newborn on the tree descended, one coming from his front and three from his left. Anthony yanked his machine gun off his shoulder, sprang up from the ground, and shot the newborn descending from the tree. He threw the machine gun up in the air, sliced the neck of one of the vampires with his poisonous claws, snapped and pulled the other's head. Then he caught the machine gun once it came down, and shot the five coming at him. Their screams, hisses,